When cataclysm doesn’t come, but looms perpetually on the horizon.
Mass shootings. The NRA. North Korea. ISIS. The emboldening of fascist, neo-nazi shitheads. The withering of our civil liberties. The daily insanities perpetrated by the Trump Administration…
This is a special way of being afraid.
It’s easy to look at these things and think the world is falling apart. That is, until you look back at history and remember that 100 years ago WWI was ripping Europe apart, people were dying by the tens of thousands, massive epidemics were poised to decimate, and the whole of the world was tuning up for the bloody, suicidal carnival that would become the 20th century.
I look at this in scope and realize that things aren’t getting worse. They’re staying about the same.
Doesn’t make me feel any better.